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bullet scar, is
it?” I tease, wanting to move away from the subject.

    As
he wraps me in his arms, brushing my back with his fingers, he
gives me a tight squeeze. For the first time, since the shooting, I
feel safe and secure.

    “ We
need to talk about your issues, honey; you need to talk to me, so I
know what to do. Skimming over facts is not the way babe ” Kissing me on my forehead he reaches for the towel and dries me off,
the sexual heat drying, along with my skin. Sorrow settles around my
heart, have I lost Dante “Inferno” Page I ask myself.

    “ There’s
not much you can do Inferno, it happened a long time ago and the
shooter is dead.”

    “ Yeah,”
he mutters, leaving the bathroom.

    DCMC

    Fuck,
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck

    I
just cannot get my head round the fact, that I had nearly lost Baby
Blu. That she had being shot and may have died. If she had died,
would they have told me or would I have found out reading about it.
I am having trouble processing this information. My body is coiled
tight and I just want to strike out at someone. That someone namely
been Baby Blu ’ s father, Ted Jenson
for keeping me in the fucking dark. He must have been aware that my
family cared for Baby Blu. What the fuck, she had looked after Trax
for four years before going away to collage.

    Moreover,
on top of all that, she had been a fucking
virgin. Until last night, she had been carrying the V-card. That
thought gave me a bit of a strut. I had known six years ago. when I
had planned to take her to bed that weekend. That she was a virgin, I
just had not been expecting it last night. Nope, thought that boat
had sailed.

    Being
the only one to possess that body, gave me more purpose. That the
only cock ever to be inside her, was going to be mine.

    The
clubhouse is busy and soon I will be re-introducing Baby Blu to
everyone. Looking over at Trax, I was not sure how he was going to
take the news. What the hell, he is a big boy and he will have to
get over himself.

    “ Trax,
find Linc and the others. we need a quick sit down. ”

    Soon
the meeting room has filled with the brothers. As they settle
themselves round the table. I looking over them, like lord and
master. Now, there is a thought that would get me an ass kicking, if
they ever thought I was lording it over them. No, every member of
the club has a major role to play in the function of ensuring
everything runs smoothly.

    Linc
runs and manages the Tattoo Studio. He is a great Artist and the
studio brings in a nice healthy profit to the club. With new clients
coming from all over the state. Trax, who is not attending the
meeting due to his prospect status, is doing an apprenticeship with
him. According to Linc; he shows immense talent and great potential.
As President of the MC and his dad, I am proud of my son.

    “ Any
problems at ‘Link the Ink’ this week ”

    “ Nah,
busy week, more clients from out of state have made appointments.
All thanks due to that magazine article, so it looks that we will
properly be busy for the next month or so. ”

    The
garage is ticking over nicely according to Fudge; however, he was
looking for a receptionist to cover the desk, due to the high volume
of new work coming our way.

    Since
taking over as President of Devils Comfort two years ago, we have
been divesting our talents, growing our profits on both sides of the
law.
    With
a smirk Dec piped up, “I might have someone, Ivy’s
looking for a new job.”

    All
those at the table groaned. For the last six months he has been
chasing this piece of skirt, who had no interest in him.

    The
club according to Tabby has been busy. There has been a few problems
with a couple of dancers. One of whom quit, going back home. A couple
of punters had gotten out of hand, but that too has being rectified.
However, regardless of the problems we still made money and no
damaged to the property had occurred. Which made us all happy.

    Next
up is Dec, the SAA of the club, Sergeant at Arms. He is